Randy had an arm around each woman's shoulder. He was whispering something in one woman's ear, than turning his head to whisper in the other's ear. He...couldn't tell from where he was standing but it looked like the son of a bitch was tonguing an ear along with the whispers. Son of a bitch was going to pay for that.Watching Randy's arm around his wife, the hand absently playing with the collar of her nearly translucent cream silk blouse he stopped. If he walked over there he wouldn't be able to. My love life isn’t much to brag about; it isreally hard to know if the people hitting on you havegood intentions. I guess that is why celebrities alwaysfind other celebrities,” Sarah replied.“I know what you mean. Guys make passes at me all thetime, but frankly I find it irritating. Even if I hadbeen single, I wouldn’t know if they really liked me orjust the fact that I’m an actress. I guess we have thesame problem here.”“Yeah, I’m so tired of. The atmosphere was what you call romantic and I had no idea what was to follow.I asked her the reason why she had called me and she said she was having trouble in a biology chapter (guess which one!!!). I asked her to show it to me and brought a book which had the reproduction page bookmarked. I opened the page and was shocked to see the topic. It had a picture of the male reproductive system and the penis in the picture was circled with a sketch pen. I glanced at her and she looked curious. The worst that can happen is you'll have to spend some time looking at really fit women." Well," I said with heavy irony, "in that case, I suppose I could do a bit of work for you."I got back to him three days later with a portfolio of half a dozen possibles. "Well that wasn't the worst assignment I've had," I smirked. "I wouldn't mind laying on a beach while this lot came and kicked sand in my face." Thank you Arnold Schwarzenegger," Larry said taking the portfolio and thumbing through it..